This past week my Ford Explorer, Blue Thunder and I burnt up I-75 South , the Florida Turnpike, and Osceola Parkway transporting two bright-eyed gals to see Cinderella's coronation in Kissimmee St. Cloud. Of course, I was more tired than the four whitewalls cartwheeling to the Magic Kingsom. The only fuel that I knew would keep my eyes on the prize was the sounds of gospel recording artist, Pastor Shirley Caesar. There's something about a Shirley Caesar song that rejuvenates the mind and forces me to not fall asleep at the wheel. On my drive back to Atlanta I thought about Caesar's power over my will. And my spirit whispered the truth behind her power. In fact, she shared that we all have that power. Read more.Powered By Qumana
